Week 43 – Here’s what the better side of humanity looks like

I drove to Brigham and Women’s hospital early this morning to visit my dad who was admitted on Friday with an infection in his foot. He’s doing much better.

I pulled up to the valet stand where a young man dressed in a bright red jacket and matching cap stood ready to open my door. I said a little prayer that he’d agree to park my car because the hospital frequently restricts the valet services for those dropping off or picking up patients.

I was tired and feeling sensitive and didn’t want to...